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[b]Academy of Valennia[/b]

Breathing in that nostalgic air of mana, the smoke from conjured flame, the soothing aura of healing magic, as well as the chill of ice. Yes the academy was home to her and it wasn't too long ago that she had graduated from said Academy as a Red Mage. Strutting up to the receptionist's desk she hit the bell and as Eawyn waited, put the book in the satchel for later reading. She took one look at the pretty gem before her, studying the rock before looking back up at the receptionist. Clearing her throat and chin up: [color=ed1c24]"Good morning, is the Head Master available today? If not, maybe one of the teachers that can help me appraise this?"[/color] 

She held up the [b][color=ed1c24]Dragon's Breath[/color][/b] in front of the receptionist's eyes. [color=ed1c24]"It's kinda urgent. I want to know what this thing is and I've been doing research on this ever since I carved it out of a Bandersnatch... or at least I think it was a Bandersnatch."[/color] She remembered that day like a permanent scar. Maybe if she found out what it was, it raise her standing quite significantly as a bonus.